A Golden Chance Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

A golden chance you never miss
Probably it may not be a kiss
It may be heard in morning breeze
When there will be cold to freeze

Yaw, it is your domain now
I do not know what to do and how?
You may take me to your world
Warm with words and spirit not so cold

Touch me from all the angles
You are now my everything to act as an angel
Be on the top and confidently excel
The beginning was good so end may also be well

I wish to remain true
Everything has gone smoothly and through
I wish this moment to pass off easily
Let is unite with heavenly bless merrily